So, remember when Valentine's Day was cool? Like in the 3rd grade. You bought a box of Spider Man valentines, thought about sending a special one to the pretty girl sitting four desk away from you, decided against it, and then spent the last hour of school consuming massive amounts of candy, cake, and sugar water. Ah, those were the days. And then by Junior High that all get ruined with the intoduction of "the carnation." Pink if its for a friend, and red if... its someone thats more than a friend. You wait around all day wondering if you have a secret admirer. Then 2 o'clock rolls around and the carnation girl calls your name...its a red one... and it turns out to be your buddies' joke about the girl you dated at band camp.
Anyway, for anyone that's interested, this Valentine's Day I'm currently living the dream, (well short of going out and making out with a stranger) I'm spending the evening doing nothing. Nothing. Well...besides comsuming a lot of sugar... ah who am I kidding... consume a lot of wine. Hey, I did have a Valentine's Day cookie. Whatever, I'm so living the dream.
